Brad made no attempt to move away answering my question. I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth.It was a beautiful mouthful. So hard and yet... so smooth as my tongue slid over it. My lips sealed around his black shaft and I inhaled his cock.Brad stood there naked with a stupid look on his face while I slurped on his black cock. I was in a feeding frenzy and couldn't have stopped if the Dean of the university walked in.Brad came quick and big time. Great spurts of gooey cum flooded my. I was a bit disappointed leaving that site at the end of the week, the naive part of me thinking it would be my last chance at freedom. Oh how I was wrong! DIARY ENTRY Monday, August 2011 Dear Diary, We are all excited to celebrate our first week milestone by coming to the caravan/motorhome park. John made it clear we had to go at least a week on the road before we gave in and stopped at a park. I am just happy they have showers here. The one on here(the bus) is tiny, plus I really wanna try. Her pants by this time had clung tightly enoughto her legs so as to stay up by themselves. They were however,beginning to turn black in color."How many times must I tell you? Your intentions have nothing to dowith how the magic will flow," the little man said with a hint ofexasperation in his voice. "You wished to learn the secrets tomanipulate magic and so you will, but on a stage and in a costume." I won't do it! I'm not going to parade around in skimpy clothes forevery pervert! I'll go. .whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run some of my needle wheels - I have four.